In all seriousness, let's get serious.

We can do it!

Man, I really do feel inspired nowadays. 

The past few, well, months or so, I've been a major downer. I mean, I didn't really like much, like anything, or like anyone. Everything was just drab, boring, pointless, etc. I felt as if there really is no meaning to life, that death is our only salvation.

But after reading some Japanese, English-translated manga about very touching stories, I realized that the meaning of life, quite simply, is to live. 

Last Tuesday, it was a cold day. I stepped outside of my mom's car in the morning and felt a cool breeze brush against my skin. Delectable. The morning sun shining upon me. Simply beautiful.

So nowadays I like living. Life is pretty awesome. Just to think that I live, that I exist on our plane of physical existence and dimensional thought (or so I would like to believe!) is cool.

Anyways, as a sort of real starter to this little gardening project my group and I have set forth, I feel I need to explain why exactly I came across this idea, besides with my semi-daily affiliations with critically-acclaimed rapper Snoop Lion.

I believe I'm a broken record and may have told everybody I talk to this before, but for the sake of the progression of this blog and so forth our project, I digress. 

I was a little kid once upon a time. But I never really did anything for others, anything of significance. Wow, sure, maybe I'd share a gummy worm or two to that girl sitting next to me, but mostly because she was really pretty. 

Now this transpired probably throughout elementary and middle school, I never did much for anyone but myself. But I remember in 6th grade, one really cool charitable event was taking place in our school. I believe it was called "Pennies for Patients".

Well anyways, during the time, I never really ate lunch, I'd usually just ask my mom for money and keep it. And being 11 or 12 years-old, I didn't have much to spend it on.

So during class, my teacher Mr. Wesley called out for any donations, being it a couple pennies or a few dollars. Suddenly BAM-SHABOOM-POW. I whipped out like $80.00 from my wallet and gave it to him. 

This was probably the greatest feeling in the world. That I did something for someone (I hope!).

Anyways, from that point on, I never really did anything else for others. These first few years of high school have been devoid of volunteer work, community service, and charitable event workings. And now that our teacher has provided my group with such an opportunity, I hope to make the best of it alongside Brenton, Danielle, and Tanya.